Life

By Ann K George

All the instances of one’s life is tortuous,

taking us all through its trough and its peak.

At times everything is unjust and ruthless to us,

and at times it gives us anything that we ought to seek.

Sometimes we drop hard and have a grave fall,

and then all that befalls seems to be full of dismay.

But then it lends us the chance to rise up and stay tall,

and strides us to ecstasy through its most glorious way.

It offers the fear that freezes us to the spine,

making us inept to face the storm that hits hard.

But then its arms of aid to us it’d graciously incline,

that’ll help us soothe and amid all our qualms it’ll guard.

All that happens is for a cause! So to us it’d impart.

No worries are eternal and no joy forever would remain.

As the dawn pursues the dusk and the end traces the start,

all the phases of life enters at once and then it’ll all soon drain.

By Ann K George